Gong Qingqiu stepped forward and said loudly:
"The prodigies who have not passed the assessment, please leave Misty Sect in an orderly fashion. There is no need to feel regret. Misty Sect recruits new disciples every year. If not this time, it does not mean never. Keep working hard!"
"Yes!"
The prodigies saluted Gong Qingqiu and silently left Misty Sect.
...
Misty Peak summit.
Ye Feng looked at the five thousand new disciples who were seated cross-legged on the grass, realizing they were all in seclusion. Feeling a bit helpless, he could only continue waiting.
These prodigies were not polite at all.
They heard that they could freely consume the divine medicine at Misty Peak summit and wished they could have more mouths and stomachs to ravenously eat and absorb endless energy.
In this way, they all made breakthroughs.
"These guys really feel at home and don't treat themselves as outsiders." Ye Feng looked at Xu Huaigang and other new disciples, shaking his head.
